Her Ex-husband’s Wrath

“Nana, how much do we need?” 

“One million pesos, package deal for all the expenses.” This is amount is not a joke but there is nothing to lose if I try.

“I’ll try,” I said then dropped the call.

I didn’t know what to do, and I am a total mess right now. I don’t know if I will make the right decision but I don’t have a choice.

While thinking of the right thing to do, Asher came so I immediately stood up and approached him.

“Can we talk?” I started.

“Spill it,” he said then loosened the necktie.

“Can I have an advance payment?” I ask and he looks at me seriously.

“What? Are you fucking kidding me?” I feel his annoyance.

“I really need.”

“You’re only one week into your job and you ask for an advance?”

“I really need money. I’m going to work with what I’m going to get and I’m going to pour my time into my work.” He didn’t say a word but he couldn’t stand it either and he also asked.

“What for?” I didn’t want to answer him because he might not give me but it prevailed for me to tell the truth because I needed money.

“he-he needs money.” I saw his palm clasp then stood up and barely faced me.

“Him, for him?” He asked angrily.

“Y-yes,” I replied.

“I don’t want to,” he said then turned away.

“I will work for you, anything you want,” I said without thinking what I said. He immediately came back in front of me.

“Anything?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Even if you know what I could possibly ask of you?”

“Whatever.” I saw his smile then looked at me from head to toe.

“How much?” he asked. I let out a deep sigh before answering.

“One Million.” He smiled as if he had received a great reward.

“I will give that amount of money, in one condition.” Even though I already knew and my suspicion was probably correct I still couldn’t help but be nervous.

“What condition?” He smiled then put his mouth to my ear.

“Be my bedwarmer, my sex slave, my all until the end of your contract with my hospital. You still have a salary as my PA but we quit with a million in exchange for your body,” he said then walked back to his desk and took something from the drawer.

“Asher,” I called his name.

I saw that he was holding a checkbook.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“One million is a big amount. It’s not enough to enslave you for six months to pay for it, so your body must be included.” He signed a check and then placed it on the table. “Put that shit’s name here and even the amount you want, make it two million, three million even five million I don’t care as long as you will agree in my condition.” He looked at me and pushed the check closer to me.

A million for his life, a million for the person who caused me to still breathe. To the person, I sympathized with and drew strength from. I slowly handed over the check and tearfully examined it. You are just a paper but you can save his life.

Back then, just one day I could get it right away from Hunter without much question. So I can consume it in a day. But now a person’s life can be saved by this amount. This is equivalent to his life. Without him, I might have committed suicide a long time ago.

“I’m waiting Ashley,” he said then stood up. 

“Asher,”

“Yes or no.” It was there that my tears flowed one after another because I knew that by the time I agreed I would be swimming in the fire of hell. “Fuck, if you don’t want, just say it. Don’t waste my fucking time.”

“I will.” Then I bowed.

“I can’t hear you, you will what?” he asked.

“I will be your ………… your slave in bed.” When I said that, he immediately stood up and approached me, then stroked my arm and then kissed my hair while sniffing. But he immediately pushed me so I sat on the floor.

“Asher.” I wondered to call his name.

“Now, do your first job.” Then he stood in front of me and unzipped his pants. “After this, you will have a general check-up because I don’t want to get any illness from your men.” His shaft sprang as it was exposed in front of me. “Like the view bitch?” he asked then touched my hair and pointed at his manhood and poked his head in my face.

“Open your goddamn mouth.” I looked at him who was now looking at me wickedly.

“Please, not now.” My complaint.

“Now, I want now” he ordered then pull my hair. “Or else.” I saw him hand over the check and was about to tear it so I could do nothing but open my mouth.

I open my mouth and he enters I’m still a little nauseous because I haven’t done it for a long time.

“Fuck! don’t tell me you didn’t do it to him?” He started to move which made me even more nauseous.

“Urk.” I removed his shaft then spat on the floor and released a lot of salivae. When I looked up I saw the anger in his eyes and he was barely staring at me. “I’m so …………”I didn’t finish what I was about to say because a loud slap landed on my cheek and I felt my whole face numb because of that.

Did Asher hit me?

I was surprised by what he did. This is the first time he did this to me and I can’t believe it.

“Asher,” I whispered as I touched my cheek.

“Don’t insult me, ​​Ashley. If you don’t want to, don’t let me rely on anything because I won’t force you. I can find a lot of women who are cheaper and better than you. Much cleaner and more good in bed. I just wanted to torture you with my hand so I granted your request. Now if you don’t want me to fuck your mouth and ease my lust. I will rip this goddamn check so that we can finish our conversation and you can return to your seat.” Then he closed the zipper of his pants and was about to leave when I touched his foot.

“I will,” I said quickly. “I’ll do it, come and I’ll do it for you,” I said then looked at him. He smiled and then stood in front of me again.

I swallowed first and voluntarily opened the zipper and I am the one who released his size. I slowly swallowed it while crying. My tears were mixed with the initial juice he released and my saliva.

I felt him touch my hair and guide my head up and down. I can see in his face the pleasure in what I’m doing. He took my hand and placed it on his hip and he was the one moving now. He thrust into my mouth, deep and fast as he tweaking my hair.

“Fuck You, Ash,” He mouthed as he moves his hips up and down until I feel his juices explode into my mouth.

“Swallow it.” He commands while not removing his manhood inside my mouth. He covered my nose so I was forced to swallow his juice.

“Good girl,” he said then removed his greatness. “Now fix yourself and go to the OB’s clinic and do a check-up and clean up as well.” Then he bent down to trim me “Cause I can’t wait to fuck you. Because of those shit, you can do everything. Now, I’m going to torture you because of him and to make you think that you made a mistake when you left me and you also made a mistake when you came back, most of all you made a mistake with the person who asked for help.” Then he arranged himself and sat in his seat.

“I’m sorry for everything, Asher,” I said crying while holding the check.

“Sorry is not acceptable, go to the OB now and I need a result immediately.”

I could do nothing but stand up and cry out of the office.

Is this the beginning of my suffering?

To be the slave of the person I love and once loved me. Because if so, I can do nothing but accept it in exchange for the life of the person I value and become the reason why I am still alive.